All Chapters of Taming The Playgirl : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The alcohol she was drowning herself into runs smoothly down her throat as she gulps the shot of tequila in one go. She is at the bar. Alone.Hating her life. Hating what she can't do. Hating everything that had broken and continuously breaking her apart. Her finger where a stick of cigarette lies in between moves in a circular motion around the rim of the newly served shot glass of tequila in front of her as her mind once again wanders off to the bitter part of her past.That day when her father announced that her mother is no longer with them.10 years ago..."Take a rest, Gab. I know you're tired and upset..." He said before turning to walk out of her hospital room."'Mom... Did she abandon me as well, like you?" She asked with her broken voice. She just couldn't believe that none of her parents were beside her when she opened her eyes."Gabby...""Did she decide to not buy me back like you did? Is money and power more important to her too?""Don't say a word against your mother!

Marching her way out of his flat, Gabrielle quickly pulls up the black dress from her knees up to cover her cold naked body as she heads to the door."Idiot!" she grits her teeth as her knuckles turn white clenching it into a fist. She can feel her face heating up because of anger. God! She doesn't usually feel this much anger towards another person to the point that she really wants to punch his face if not murder him."Breathe Gab..." she closes her eyes tightly as she inhales before grabbing her stilettos and briefly looking around for her pouch."Stupid idiot!" she grits her teeth again not finding anything around Vincent's living room.She's already on the verge of screaming and stomping her feet in frustration when she noticed his car keys hanging on the hook on the wall just beside the main door.Not looking around, with the heels hanging on her fore and middle hanging on her fore and middle fingers, Gabrielle marches quickly again to the door and without a second thought, gra

He had been all by himself growing up. His father and mother died in an accident, it was not too long ago when his grandfather found him. He is his only heir as his mother appears to be the only child he had. A child he kicked out of his life after she fell in love with Vincent's mechanic father. His grandfather dressed him, educated him, and sent him to the best universities in Germany to be the man that he is now. A man that any woman, such as the woman in front of him now would run after...It has been 10 years now.He had been twenty, and she had been 18 when he thought he owned the world having her in his life. But he was wrong. She left him for her dream, left Germany to try her luck as a model in New York. Yes, he had seen almost all of her works in the last ten years. Her commercials, her print ads, even the flop films she'd been in.He immune himself watching her crawl her way up to her status now. Not that she's on a high level, Cathy is still just one of the wannabes. One

"When are you ever gonna leave him alone?" That was the first question she screams at her father's face the moment she marched in to his office with Vincent following her from behind.Gabriel Davis just sips on his coffee as he continues looking out the window over looking the busy city of New York."Why do you still meet with him?! Stop bothering yourself with that swine!" She screams with shaking hands that are both in a fist.Vincent squints remembering how she addressed him in the same way. A swine."There is nothing else he can do that could make me go crazier and that could ruin your name! It's all been done! So just leave him alone!" She continues before quickly wiping the tears that ran down her cheeks.Vincent wanted so much to keep her in his arms, to take the anger and pain away... he wants to be there for her and he wants her to be just his.Hearing the bitterness in her voice makes him mad, knowing that the bitterness is just as much as how she trusted that twat... how mu

Vincent can feel and hear every tick of the wristwatch he has embracing his wrist that seems to be in synch with the loud beating of his heart as he stands at the left wing of the altar that is decorated with fresh pink and white tulips as he waits for his bride to walk the aisle.The ceremony was supposed to start at 5:30 pm, same time as when the sun starts to go down. The skies are of combination of fuchsia and orange now, sorme part of it is of deep blue like his eyes that keep on checking on his time before scanning the whole of the garden in quest to find a shadow of that one special person everybody in the reception are waiting for.It is almost ten past the timing now... but he feels as if he's been standing here for a year already. What if she doesn't show up?! What if she does something bad to herself just to stop this marriage?Gabrielle, although a doctor can seem to be very careless about her own life to be very careless about her own life now. And he's afraid--thrilled e